Last night was a tough one. The girls had a big day visiting with family and celebrating my niece’s 17th birthday, so they were both wired before bed and I knew going into it we’d have trouble getting them to sleep. Storytime and off to bed! We tried our usual bedtime routine anyway — a
Yesterday, Britnee from Mama’s Cold Coffee nominated us for a Sunshine Blogger Award. Big thanks to her for that! The Questions As part of our nomination, Mama’s Cold Coffee left me 11 questions to answer so you can get to know me as a blogger. Here we go. What is your favorite thing about blogging?
Baby and Monster are at that age where dinnertime is always a surprise. Sometimes they’ll scarf down everything in front of them. Other days, they’ll whine and complain and throw tantrums and do everything possible to wiggle their way out of eating their dinner, especially if we’re trying something new. Getting my picky preschoolers to
Looking for free coloring pages? If your kids are anything like mine, they absolutely love to color. Baby and Monster are constantly covered in paint, markers, and our kitchen table is usually covered in crumbled crayon bits and pulverized color pencil. While coloring books aren’t terribly expensive, they add up if you’re on a budget,
My Monster is a contrarian. No matter what you say, she’ll say the opposite. Tell her she likes fruit snacks? Nope. She hates them. Tell her it’s cold? Nope. She’s hot. I should have considered that a few weeks ago, when we were out on a family trip to see some Christmas lights. Stopped at
So, it’s that time of year again. We’re leaving 2017 and entering 2018. This time of year, I always start thinking of goals I want to set, but I don’t really like the term “New Year’s resolution.” I have a horrible track record of making them and giving up on them quickly. This year, though,
I didn’t really expect to end up a family man. I’d always been somewhat ambivalent about raising kids. I knew I didn’t want biological children — my family has enough inheritable health issues I didn’t want to pass on, and I’ve never felt a biological imperative to pass on my genetics. I’d talked about adopting